The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

After getting back to the apartment, I’d barely set down my things before my phone began to ring. I groaned, not having the patience for any human interaction. It didn’t help that the plane ride home had left me exhausted.

With a sigh, I grabbed it from out of my bag. I barely registered the name on the screen before I thoughtlessly picked up the call.

“Hello?” I said, dropping my keys on the counter. I hurried over to the kitchen and opened the fridge. “This is Evie.”

“Hi, Evie,” Timothy’s voice came through and I nearly dropped the bottle of fruit juice I had grabbed.

I placed the container on the counter and cleared my throat. “Timothy. Hi.”

“Sorry, this is sudden. Considering I just saw you,” he said with a laugh. “I was wondering if you had time this week to discuss the case a bit further?”

“Of course.” I grabbed a glass from the pantry and filled it up with the juice. “Just give me a time, and I’ll likely be free.””

He hummed thoughtfully. “Tonight at four sound good? At the firm?”

“Sounds perfect.” I took a sip of my juice and cringed at how squeaky my voice had sounded.

“Great,” he said, then there was a pause. It seemed neither of us was ready to hang up, at least immediately.

Finally, I spoke up, taking advantage of the silence. “Thank you, by the way.”

“Hm?”

“For yesterday. With my panic attack…you helped a lot.”

I couldn’t see his face, but I could envision the smile that he had grown just based on his tone. “It was no problem,” he said gently.

My grip tightened on my phone and I pressed it closer to my ear. “I’ll talk to you later.”

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good rest of your day,”

ending the call, I slumped down onto the kitchen floor and pulled my knees. to my chin. I had just taken my anxiety pills, but talking to

off again and another text from Bruce flashed across the screen. I opened the

me, Coco. I’m playing nice for

had been several others he sent before that. One of them had come in during

look lovely

bad reception and all, but it’d

Coco. I’m

thumbs were poised over the screen. Part of me wanted to respond and tell him to back off, but the

that way.

steadying my breaths as they grew shallower. Even from afar,

me, with every twisted fiber of

there was a harsh knock at my door. The sound alone. made me jump and drop my cellphone. It seemed far–fetched,

and made my way over to the front door. I took a quick peek

skillet behind me and opened the door, surprising the man on the other side.

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before being

It takes a few blinks before the

asked, scratching the stubble under his chin. He had a camera dangling from his neck and a notebook tucked under his arm. “We

‘Evie‘

find her, but some guy was

eyes watching me from my doorstep. Hesitantly, I

They had even set up a small

camping

you, Evie. There’s not way that other news station’s going to get the scoop before we

be serious!” I

The man leaned toward me, his camera now trained on my face like. an invasive eye. “Show us

door in his face before he could get any closer, then locked the door. for security. I knew the press was fierce when it came to a good story, but this was next level in terms

welcome, whether it was cleaning or folding laundry. The time eventually came for me to head over to the firm, which did little to

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